Revised sonnet #1483
As on your older sister was I sold
Too soon I feel a fiendish faithful fake
You were aloof at first I was awake
To milder version from the common mould
Your older sisters cute and calm and cold
Its what I wanted only without break
Its secret stuff to scoff indulgent ache
I want to meet her moods in manifold
Her needs unknown to me I beg you speak
Youve known her intimately all your life
Else out of character a crisis wreak
Quell lingering ache serve up sudden strife
I love you loopily the best as quest
As older sisters celebrated guest
Chorus quest hunt search